There's a demon that lives on my doorway. Each year he gets another bite. There's a skeleton standing there strangled. He hanged himself with a closet hook. There's a monster mash under the mattress with an army of paws I hope to clear. And every faint moaning and every dark drawer, the unseen, the unknown must be...

i isolate myself
then say "i feel so isolated"

iso        late
esca
             late

iso don't want to be here

is everything okay?
is.every.thing . O.K.
is any thing ok?

have u herd the werd absurd?
people don’t like to read
so i seed weeds in their feed

so maybe then they’ll sea
weeds were feed all along

joy to my family
peace to my enemy
strength to myself
my wisdom and my health

unkindness is tastelessness
the only way i’ll face this is
my long-term relationships
with compassion and patience

The spider was not large who
interrupted my changing of the bed.
I startled to his jump. Quick
I darted to the kitchen,
rednose at my heels.
I grabbed a mason jar. When I
returned the spider had not moved.
My fear confined internally
and overpowered by innate love,
I adjusted the bed frame
so as to create sufficient space
for me to place the silicone embrace.
She jumped once more toward me.
I closed the lid and set her free outside
beside the beautyberry.
the end.

My gun and guitar are never too far;
I wave the American flag.
My story is true as red white and blue;
You dam libs can be such a drag.


I talk really nice; I'm sculpted of ice
By chisels as forked as my tongue.
I just want a shot, some gold in the ***
They promised me when I was young.



Allow me the crass of a poet's bare ***;
I cannot believe what I see!
Take all my gold, not everything's sold;
You can't buy the fight out of me!



The only solution to this devolution
Is coming together in light.
United we stand; take everyone's hand,
and promise to love through the fight.

I love so hard
it’s not always pretty
so if you happen across me
on a day like this
just know your
lil struggler loves you
with all her heart.

pain, I mean real pain
spurs from loving devotion to God
and all of the People on this Earth
today’s challenges are necessary
for tomorrow’s Revolts

sometimes lately
i’ve been feeling
a little
             low
it’s not as though
i’m all            alone
i’ve just misplaced
some of my hope
but i can cope
with a little help from...
nope
i won’t although
the herb sounds superb
i would really prefer
some kind words
atightsqueeze
just for a moment
please
just let me hold it
i’m starting to notice
the ones who don’t know
$µ!f
instead i should focus
on where all my hope is
maybe a team
of spirits who dream
together we’ll seam
much stronger
so tl!b on your magnets
half of happy is sadness
i won’t feel this madness
much longer

fingers glide over my landscape
smoothing out the clods
loosening lumps lingering in my heart
cleansing clumps clinging to my soul
rain whispers over rolling shoulders
wind nestles under hugging hills
gentle lashes patter on the pillows
twinkling stars settle
a winking moon waxes on til morrow

you want quick poems
with obvious messages
I have just the one

today I can’t get out of bed
so the poor cat will go unfed
all the plants will end up dead
tell the sun I want rain instead

don’t have the will to pack a bowl
or even decide on a tv show
and I know what you will say
but no it’s not ‘cause you’re away

I don’t need anyone but God
or at least that’s what I thought
now that community is gone
I see where God was all along

I need to eat but just can’t choose
I can’t go out, can’t tie my shoes
don’t wanna play; I know I’ll lose
instead I’ll scroll through /r/worldnews

instead I’ll post my poetry
it’s easy when you’re mean to me
heaven, hell, and earth make three

we called home
stinkadena
me n all the neighbors
who still do **** it
made my daddy
and his daddy
obligatory consumers
from employees with degrees
in chemical engineering

now i live in the barrio
and all the pretty yellow lights
on the way to granma’s
went blue
through brown hue
bright light took my sight
taste of ****
placed on my tongue
i’m not done

from this moment
I will own Myself
a costume will not tell me
what my Gift is
or how to give it.
my progeny will have names
not numbers
with my presents
i can See the future

It's a sorry existence
when you are using your Dark Gift
to send a plague after your own sister.

The Veil was thin
this past Blue Moon.
Did you think I wouldn't realize
exactly what that was?

Little red bumps
in clusters of three
on all of my creases and both of my cheeks.
Glass shattered like a heart.
And the truck won't start.

Just breathe. Be still.
Notice your own will.
The Answer is inside You.
I know you will find Yourself.
Everything you do, everything you say,
you say to Yourself.

That's why I had to do it.
No I didn't send it back threefold,
and you should know that.
I strengthened my protection,
and I included You.

I just have one more thing to say:
that witchcraft isn't for the weak-willed.
You won't learn anything from scrolling
through phishy websites hoping
I would think that this was cute.
Witch, you're due for a reboot.

“American dream,” we all bleated.
You must be asleep to believe it.
I tried
my hardest
to be free.
Now no one alive can remember
having a choice in November.
If it counted
they wouldn’t
let you do it.
So they keep control of petroleum.
America runs on linoleum.
loaded
dough
I’m just a nut
Growing all my own medicinals,
hygienics, fabrics, nutritionals.
Just don’t
drink the water
from the tap.

I know what they did to the water
and I'm ******
I see what they did to the forest
and I'm ******
They turned the Human Beings
into a disease
addicted to machines
shooting on their screens
The Illuminati Card Game is a thing
Pentagrams on city streets
in Universities.

U.S. Dept. of Forestry
put out fires and created Smokey
propaganda just for you.
Today we prescribe burns
so prairie plants can take turns.

Maybe today I could be
that little bit that nature needs
to be free.
To provide everything.
A lot of work was done before me
to set aside a piece of pathway
a research facility, a classroom, a farm
a nature preserve, a fortress.

don’t resuscitate
it’s way too late
my mind collapsed
my soul relapsed

don’t rescue mission
from binary fission
i’ve got double vision
witch and magician

don’t be a hero
i’m down to zero
when Ben Shapiro
***** my ear hole

don’t waste your breath
there’s nothing left
i’m blind and deaf
ready for death